As colorful as the changing leaves
And as sturdy as the forest trees
I remain standing amidst adversaries.
And enlivens when the cold season ends.
In the darkness of the cold winter
I fall like dust of twinkling star.
The fields I turn like frosted cake!
Delightful sight yet numbing inside.
Slowly the ice melts as the season shifts
As the warmer sun spreads its rays
Like waking up to the morning light
I begin to bloom, rebirth, alive.
Scorching in times I can be.
But I embrace you warmly.
Your rosy cheeks ooze with energy
With my bursting sunlight all is happy.
Simply Eccentric 